Selunelia Vs Okami (complete)

Despite his predicament, Okami tried to keep calm and brace himself, gathering his remaining strenght and stamina for a stronger, and hopefully sucessful escape attempt, telling himself to stop imagining absurd things, such as "life force-absorbing breasts".

But just as he thought this, Selunelia just let him know that his fears were not so irrational, matter of factly informing that she was going to use a drain magic on him!

With his face squeezed closer into the marshmallow-vice of her large breasts, the wolfboy could feel and partly see her glowing aura, feeling an unmistakable wave of numbness the moment it was apparently absorbed right into her ample bosom.

"M-Mnnggff...n-no waymmpff..let me gmmff.... @///@". Okami's predictible reaction to that was to panic and struggle more urgently.
But considering that he had been unable to escape so far, it was an easy guess to say that he stood zero chances now that a part of his power had been drained, and added to Selunelia, making him weaker, and herself stronger.
Like that, his muffled protests and renewed squirmings would just add to the pleasure of draining the brave, naive wolfboy, all the while making him dizzy from wasting more of his vanishing air supply.

“Well I could, but where would the fun in that be?” Selunelia teased in response, keeping his face nice and trapped in her enormous cleavage. “And besides, what’s a few drains going to do to such a quick recovering wolfboy? After a few minutes passed out you should at least have some of your strength back.”

She then smiled to herself as she continued her methodical grinding, her magic feeling stronger after she then proceeded to take another batch of the wolfboy’s power from between her breasts. “Of course though, that does mean I can only get stronger as your returning strength becomes ever more limited. But that’s the fun in experimenting, seeing the limits of the process.”

With each grinding from Selunelia's voluptuous body over his pinned frame, and squeezing from her enveloping breasts around his smothered face, Okami could feel, more then see her lavender aura glow and slowly pulsate, and each time a little bit more of his strenght was passaged to the curvy witch.

Trapped underneath her, he could feel Selunelia shiver in delight at his absorbed energy, even while she kept playfully lecturing the trapped wolfboy.
"M-Mnnrrffhhh...!". Refusing to be used and abused like a living energy-drink of sorts, the young hero let out a muffled growl within the suffocating warmness of her cleavage, trying his best to roll ontop and pull back from her embrace, before it would be too late... if it was not already.

“Oh, trying to escape are we?” The busty witch would respond, feeling him attempt to flip over. “Sorry, but I’m not quite finished with my first taste yet.” Planting her feet on the ground, Selunelia would then slightly raise herself up, using her new footing to keep Okami at a disadvantage while also firmly pulling his face in her deep cleavage.

“You’ll have to be aware that given the oppurtunity to receive such a viable source of energy as yourself, I can’t afford to really go easy on you.” She’d say, rubbing his face in her bosom for a second before suddenly dropping down, preforming a hip drop on him while still keeping him face first between her breasts. “Which means I’ll drain and dominate you until you can’t get up anymore.”

Still hugged deep in Selunelia's unyelding breastsmother-energy drain, Okami would feel the pressure on his body ease off, but only to then huff into breathless discomfort as the curvy witch rammed her hips down onto his abs.
"Mrrrpfffhhh...! @///@". A goid part of his scarce remaining air supply was huffed right into Selunelia's cleavage, making it hotter and moist around his face, and thus taming the wolfboy's struggles, allowing her to drain more of his dwindling life force.

The next time Okami tried to fight back, she woukd feel that he was weak like a kitty and tired like a little boy, all hers to furtherly absorb, his muffled whimpers making him sound like a little puppy niw, rather than a savage wolf.
"m-mffhh.... @///@"

“There we go, that’s a good boy.” The witch would tease playfully, rubbing his hair as she continued to smother him out, this time without resistance. “Let me just take more of your strength and we can continue. I just can’t help how good it feels to drain so much energy from a single source.”

And as she flowed once more, Okami would feel a good amount of his remaining strength leave, the busty witch feeling the opposite as her glow faded away. “Oh, that hits the spot.” She’d say, humming blissfully before releasing the boy’s face, regardless of if he remained conscious or not while remaining mounted on his waist.

Along with the hypnotic pace of Selunelia's breastsmother-energy-drain technique, Okami was hugged and grinded into an ever more tamed state, lulled into a weird tiredness as her gentle petting ad soft praising lulled him into sleepy obedience.

His unusually large levels of life force had matter of factly turned at his disadvantage, granting a more than satisfying supply of strenght for the busty witch to steal, making herself stronger and stronger while he got weak and in her bosomy embrace.

"M-Mnfhh.... @///@". Once released from her glistening cleavage with a suggestive sloppy sound, the silver haired boy laid down powerless and half-conscious with a silly boob-drunk expression on his stunned face. Which could not surprise, considering the large amount of power she had absorbed.

Helpless and pushed to his limits like this, this was the typical situation in which his lycan would wake up. Some sort of self-preservation instinct, he supposed in the past. But for now, Okami was nothing than a cute helpless boytoy straddled underneath Selunelia's hips, all loose and docile except for his "rebelleous" boyhood, as she could tell from the nice bulge brushing against her butt.

“Oh, what’s this~?” Selunelia would giggle, feeling his erect boyhood against her rear as he remained half conscious below her. “I had almost forgotten that your little trooper down here was getting all excited from being close. I suppose I was being a little selfish in wanting to drain that much energy from you. But don’t worry, that won’t be for long~”

Moving on to her next plan, the busty witch would get off of the wolfboy temporarily, attempting to strip him of his clothes while he was still exhausted before then putting her next move to work, if he was still on his back by the time he was stripped, Selunelia would mount him in a suggestive 69, wrapping her legs around his head as she moved forward.

“Now I bet you’re wondering why your transformation isn’t going through right now?” She’d ask, looking back to him as she began to squeeze his head between her legs. “Well to put it simply, after stealing so much energy from you without too much physical pain, your body may have some trouble transforming. It’s probably not used to losing so much in such a short amount of time.”

Okami had never felt so weak and tired in his life, yet his boyhood was the only part of his body standing to full attention: as a further taunt to his powerless predicament, Selunelia was arousing him after stealing most of his strenght!

Blushing as she leisurely stripped him off of his clothing, taking advantage of his meek conditions, Okami could only squirm strenghtlessly as the busty witch sensually grappled him into a seductive 69 mount, his head easily picked up and wrapped between her hefty thighs as she secured him into a reverse headscissors.

"Come on stupid wolf, get angry! What are you waiting stupid beast..??? Come on!!! 0///0". Something was definitely wrong, Okami realized in concern as the beasty part of himself seemed to be just taking a nice nap somewher deep into his soul, having no intention to wake up anytime soon!

...And that's when Selunelia turned around to teasingly explain why he could not trasform, showing him that not only he was at her mercy, but that she even knew more about his powers than Okami himself!
"Nnnhhgh... y-you witch...! Fuuhh.. 0///0", he would groan (the word forming in his mind was similar but less gentle than 'witch' ), his drained muscles needing an effort to just place his hands to the sides of her thighs.

Once he tried to pound at her hips and pry her thighs apart with his delicate, strenght-deprived touch, Selunelia would be most likely delighted by the cute pawing and meek caressing felt on her velvety skin. All the while, poor Okami's head was tauntingly bobbed up and down, rocked back and forth as the curvy, and now immensely strong witch started to gently pulsate her thighs and glutes around his neck, exating cute wheezing sounds with each playful squeeze.

“It’s for the better you remain in this state anyways.” Selunelia would say as she continued her tight headscissors, smiling back to Okami as she did. “You don’t waste energy keeping the form up, allowing me to get more in return with each drain. And even then, your form might not be enough at this point anyways. So why not just “fight” for the long run?”

After her taunting headscissors continued for a minute, the witch would decide once again to add on to her playing with the wolfboy. Moving her chest forward, Selunelia would trap Okami’s member between her large bosom, stimulating him once again. And with the use of her hands, the busty witch would begin to give the wolfboy a paizuri, her legs still keeping his head trapped but not squeezing as hard now.